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The woman similarly could be blonde considered the personification of perfection, but in a different way, and with a different mixture. Around sixty pure souls, thirty wraiths, and ten demons, her constitution made for a more interesting appearance. Every aspect of her body was beautiful, sexy, sinfully decadent. Her breasts were the size of melons and perfectly firm. Her face was symmetrical like the male beside her, with similarly sharp features, an overwhelming beauty that would intimidate any man and crush the pride of any woman. Her belly was flat and toned, with just a hint of the muscle underneath her flawless skin, but she had the ass of a Brazilian stripper, and thighs that belonged on Dominion’s shoulders. Her hair was red as blood and hung down to her thighs, beautifully paired with her piercing blue eyes. That was where the human traits ended. Two horns grew out of the corners of her forehead, but they hung pussy down, like massive fangs, framing her face to draw the eye to it. Extending from just above her perfect ass was a tail with the head of a snake. There were two long seams on her back, like old scars, and it was from those lines that wings would grow if she needed them. As for her feet, a first glance might make one think she was wearing a pair of stilettos, but really, she had hooves, shaped into high heels. The man was wearing a metal kilt, like an big cock ancient gladiator, while the woman had a more alluring outfit. She wore thigh-high stockings with a garter belt and corset, all made of leather, with a matching black thong on full display. The corset had two skeletal hands that cradled her breasts like a gothic brassiere. “Ishtar, Adam, where do your allegiances lie?” Dominion asked. “With you, Lord Dominion,” they replied with perfect synchronicity. “Blight, Scourge.” Answering the call, his two other servants appeared, rising out black portals that opened up in the floor. “Meet your two new coworkers. Adam, your job is to lead the raids for finding new prisoners. Help on the battlefield, make sure everything goes smoothly. Between raids, you are to assist Blight in managing this prison and keeping the Laborers and Workers in line. Understood?” “I will not fail you, oh Lord,” the Adonis replied. “Ishtar, you are to manage my harem. Keep them in perfect condition for my use, watch their health, and assist in training them to better serve me. You are also in charge of the security cutie at my mansion and keeping me entertained. Any questions?” She fully lowered her head until her horns touched the floor. “I am not worthy of such a glorious purpose.” “Good. Scourge, return to your surveillance duties. Blight, show Adam around the facility and find a task for him. Ishtar, I wish to see your skills. No one is to interrupt us.” The three male entities bowed and departed, leaving Ishtar kneeling on the floor and Dominion sitting behind his desk with a lascivious smirk. The adorable succubus was shivering in excitement, experiencing and indescribable joy at her master’s words. As one of Dominion’s creations, she had something that no natural creature or person had, purpose. Animals had the instinct to procreate, but they lacked the abstract intellect to fully appreciate when they succeeded in that goal. Children could be conceived and born to indulge the instincts of their parents, or to fulfill some role assigned by their family or society, but that was a purpose they were given. Ishtar had been born with a purpose, her body, her mind, her existence had been crafted around that purpose, for that purpose, by that purpose. Now she would fulfill it, like a key opening a lock. She froze as expected. She gave me a final cleanup and crawled up beside me giving me a very wet french kiss. Her chest pushed slightly out, her small perky breasts and soft pink adorable nipples exposed. She had even prepared him a lunch time meal on the days she was at home whilst he worked there. Such a delicious thrill. She was sleeping soundly; her chest rising and falling evenly, her breaths punctuated by cute, little whistles of contentment. A minute later, all four of them were hugging, thankful they were all alive and unharmed. “See if you can reschedule it for two,” I requested, knowing that us two girls couldn’t work our way through an entire football team in just a couple of hours. Janis laughed. Now the sedative in the wine would pass through him with no effect. He moaned as his cum shot out of his cock and into his sister's waiting womb. Candice tried to glance at the label but it could not be barely seen. Now we can talk dirty freely. She wanted to keep moving so as not pussy to stiffen up or find herself in front of the mirror blonde again, gazing and thinking. the butt plug gets twisted to the left. He big cock creeps me out. Tina mouth was watering at the sight of real food again. Her juicy round ass pressed up against his hips "oh gosh no! I don’t want that!! It was there: Fuck! Even though she had quit some cutie time ago, Britney still hung out with the same friends and kept up her normal routine. He’d dropped me in it again, expecting me to get naked in front of a lot of strangers, and this time not only letting them stare at my body but goodness knows what else. “Shut up,” he said, with a smirk as devious as mine.